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Слушать(AI)Egotist
Megaceph, chosen to serve the
In the halls of legislative debate,
One day with his credentials
To the capitol's door and announced his name.
The doorkeeper looked, with a comical
Of the face, at the eminent egotist,
And said: "Go away, for we settle
All manner of questions, knotty and queer,
And we cannot have, when the speaker
To know how every member stands,
A man who to all things under the
Assents by eternally voting 'I.'"
Ambrose Bierce
Ambrose Gwinnett Bierce (June 24, 1842– circa 1914) was an American short story writer, journalist, poet, and Civil War veteran. His book The De
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